How I imagine
I imagine my future, as a grand one.
One with no snot nose kids or ruthless neighbors.
When I see myself, I am prancing down the street in a business skirt and some BAD pumps.
And when I say BAD I mean BAD meaning good not BAD meaning bad. Sometimes I am on a cell phone and other times I am crossing the street and all I can see is a side profile of my black rimmed glasses and my hair in a bun.
I envision being in a busy city, work related to journalism and pay being similar to now... livable.
I never see rich and famous but definitely radiant and fabulous.
I see me then, very similar to the way I see me now, except I am much more confident and humorously inches taller.
(I gasp as I realize this) I am my mother!
In my dreams I am my mother, a beautiful light skinned, (even though I am more on the caramel side) working women with long legs and a look of determination. Funny how I used to hate her, and now I wanna be her. This could've been a belated mother's day attribute but my mother doesn't celebrate holidays so this is for her, not on mother's day, but on a day like today, or any day when I can't see her in person.
I see her in my dreams, or the she that is actually me.
How I imagine.
Comments
always enjoy your reads. so journalistic.
BAD pumps. fo' real though. ALL your pics - i say, "aerialm is rocking the hell out of those shoes." lol.
bloggers are sleeping on you HARD.
Well Torrance you are definitely making me want to get a bun next hair appointment... I haven't had one in years!
A mother's dream is that their daughters will look up to them with love and admiration and try to be them when they grow up. I just hated that you had to wait until you where grown(lol)but no matter the love has always been their. I have always told you that you were a beautiful and talented young lady who could do anything you put your mind too and that still holds true.
Thank you for the lovely tribute.